[Hakkai starts back from the borderline hanging between him and the wriggling leech. He'd know that voice anywhere, and it freezes ice through his gut: Gojyo. A city this big, and he runs into Gojyo, the day after Ayumu had been explaining how he'd run off to embark on some kind of one-man vigilante spree to avenge his dog--
The leech throwing itself, with a wet splat, against the borderline is enough to shake him out of the frozen moment. Jeep circles above the two of them. The judgmental edge to the dragon's chirping, Hakkai suspects, is all in his own head.]
Gojyo.
Ah... [He glances aside, at the borderline, the corner of his mouth twisting with a wry edge. So he has a new god.
There's someone else he's going to have to find, and talk to.] Thank you.
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The leech throwing itself, with a wet splat, against the borderline is enough to shake him out of the frozen moment. Jeep circles above the two of them. The judgmental edge to the dragon's chirping, Hakkai suspects, is all in his own head.]
Gojyo.
Ah... [He glances aside, at the borderline, the corner of his mouth twisting with a wry edge. So he has a new god.
There's someone else he's going to have to find, and talk to.] Thank you.